Brandon sat alone in the spacious cafeteria, the usual hustle gone. Most of the sorority had gone to participate in some ritual that he was not allowe... to attend. He did not mind. He needed a break from the constant sex.So, he sat alone, biting into an old-fashioned farm raised burger, not caring about what it did to the environment or his health. Until a girl pulled up a seat in front of him. She made sure to drag the chair on the floor to get his attention.He tried ignoring her as she stared. Chris was sitting in a chair starring at my cock. I heard her give out the faintest moan.I plugged the device in and put the attachments on my member just the way the guy in the video had. I relaxed for a moment then turned the control on the little box to number one. My dick stiffened up even more than it had been and pointed at the overhead light. I must have also moaned.?Is it good?? Chris asked. I nodded yes and turned it to number two. My ass came up off the bed.Chris was looking back and. They made their way around the tail of the plane fighting the waves. They were maybe twenty feet from shore. ‘Thank god,’ John thought. He dragged the girl with him to the shore line. They battled the surf up onto the beach. He half carried have dragged her about twenty feet up the beach and then dropped to the sand. ‘My mother?’ gasped the girl. ‘Where’s my mother?’ ‘Wait here,’ John said, rising back up. He headed back towards the plane and noticed it had settled further into the surf. He. “You want to hear about how I’m going to fuck you the next time I get you there? About how I’m going to drag you back into the stacks. Turn you around, push you up against the shelves. Pull down those sweat pants of yours and then ram my cock into your wet cunt?” “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, fuck my cunt. In the library. Fuck the shit out of me.” “Grab your hips,” he said, “and pound you, slamming up against your ass, thrusting my cock in and out of you. I won’t take let you stop me next time,.